Chapter 20 Is it a monster or a ghost?

Style: Girl Author: Yuanmu QinggeWords: 2062Update Time: 24/01/11 21:14:42
Ping An served the second master, drank the decoction, and reported: "Gifts have been sent from everywhere today. Mother Li asked how to return the gifts." On weekdays, Yin Ling takes care of these matters.

"Give Caiwei the account book. Since she is waiting in my room, she must learn." Gu Jingzhi was reading without raising his eyelids.

"Second Master, Caiwei is a little too young..." Such a bean sprout knows all about human relations. Seeing that Second Master has no intention of changing people, he does not dare to say more.

"Is Third Master here with someone?"

"It's from Nanxing. It's a gift."

I bought four good medicinal materials and two white fox skins, which are the best. "The third master, Gu Jingshen, has been ill for many years. He loves to read medical books and study herbal medicines. Everyone who serves around him is named after herbal medicines.

"I gave the Da Laoer Pills I got last year to Third Master." The next person gave them to the Ninth Prince. Because he was on good terms with Gu Jingzhi, he gave him six bottles.

"Second Master, this is a good thing, it's not easy to get! Isn't it a waste to give it to Third Master?" Gu Jingshen is the wife's son, and Ping An is a little unfair.

"Send it away, I have my own reasons." Revenge must be avenged, but kindness must not be forgotten. A true man has a clear distinction between grudges and grudges.

"I'll leave you four bottles. Two bottles of pills are enough to feed the third master." Ping An bargained.

Gu Jingzhi felt a little tired and closed his eyes, "Since you can't bear it, just give me two bottles!"

Ping An tucked him in, quietly stepped out, dug out the account books and went to the west wing to find Caiwei.

Caiwei took the account book and flipped through two pages. Yinling didn't know much about literacy, so he drew pictures for the words that were difficult to write. In modern times, he had studied advanced mathematics in college. These were all pediatrics, so Caiwei was naturally not afraid of the current accounts.

Ping An was practicing martial arts and studying with Gu Jingzhi when he was a child. He had just forgotten that the girl in the house did not teach calligraphy. Now he remembered it. Seeing that Caiwei was looking at it seriously, he asked: "Are you literate?"

Damn it, I forgot to pretend. Women in ancient times had no chance to go to school, and I am a child from a poor family. I am still so young, I should be illiterate. He said vaguely: "I know a few words. There are many pictures drawn on it. It's quite clear."

Ping An nodded and praised Caiwei in his heart, "You are very good. Learn more words in the future, and you will be in charge of the accounts in the second master's room." He took a piece of silver and rewarded her.

After receiving the reward, Caiwei's eyes narrowed and she said sweetly: "Thank you, Brother Pingan, for the reward. I will definitely learn it with my heart."

After taking the account book and going back to the house, Cai Lian could hear that she had received the reward, so she didn't dare to put the silver into the room, "Cai Lian, look, the money!" I couldn't get a lot of money at home, but I couldn't. Show off!

Cai Lian was happy for her, took it, touched it twice, and asked her to put it away, "Put it away and save it for redemption." When the two chatted, they knew that she would redeem herself in the future. After going to bed, Caiwei stayed up late to read, figuring out how to get back to each place.

The eldest wife of the big house in the mansion gave him a set of silk cotton clothes and trousers. The uncle Gu Jingchao was working as an errand in Xi Daying, and his mother gave him a fifty-year-old ginseng.

The second wife, the master and his wife, are both deceased. The second young lady, Gu Jinghui, made jujube paste, yam cakes and plum candies by herself.

The third master, Gu Huairu, and his whole family were all in Yangzhou Mansion, so how could they get the news so quickly.

The fourth roommate, Gu Huainan, is the son of Zhongyong Hou and Gu Jingzhi's biological father. They gave birth to three sons, Jingzhi, Jingshen and Jingxing, and two daughters, Jingsi and Jingnian.

The third master and the fourth master both sent medicinal materials, but the third master had two more fox skins.

The third young lady was born to Aunt Chen, and she gave her knee pads and wrist pads made by herself.

The fourth lady was born to Aunt Shen, and the gifts she gave her were much heavier, including fine medicinal materials, two bottles of loquat ointment, a large fur cloak, and two pairs of deerskin cotton boots.

There were many people giving gifts outside the house, but the Ninth Prince's was the most important, including ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Cordyceps sinensis, and Tianshan snow lotus.

Caiwei compared the previous accounts and had a plan in mind. She didn't know how to return the gift from the Ninth Prince. She had to ask for safety tomorrow. She pressed her eyes, put away the account book and prepared to go to bed.

"Boom!" Someone knocked on the door. Caiwei Chuo pulled on her shoes and went to open the door, "Brother Ping'an, are you okay so late?"

The second master had nightmares again while sleeping, "humming and groaning" uneasily. Thinking that he could have a good sleep with Caiwei taking care of him during the day, he hurriedly called, "Damn it, pick up your quilt and go to the room." Night watch.”

It’s not worth spending the night in Caiwei! I received a lot of pre-job training, and I only learned half of each task. I was taught how to make tea, but I haven't practiced it yet.

"Don't worry, the second master is the kindest and doesn't pick on anything." The most important thing at the moment was to let the second master have a peaceful sleep, Ping An comforted her when he saw her timidly.

With a confused look on her face, Caiwei followed Ping An into the Nuan Pavilion and put the bedding on the couch.

"Watch the second master, don't have nightmares!" Ping An ordered and quietly exited. Caiwei asked his mother inwardly, "Second Master wants to dream on his own, why don't you let him have nightmares?"

The room was quiet, the oil lamp was placed on the cabinet next to the couch, and the torch, scissors, cups, teapot, charcoal basin, and stove were all ready nearby.

Caiwei always only drank the clear spring water in the space. She took a look and saw that the second master was asleep and there was no one else in the room. With a thought, a bamboo tube appeared in her hand. She took a drink of water and took it back to the space.

When Ping An led Caiwei into the house, Gu Jingzhi woke up. He squinted his eyes and closed his eyes to rest. Caiwei spread the quilt and listened to Ping An's instructions.

I heard the sound of Caiwei drinking water without moving. I opened my eyes out of curiosity and saw her taking a sip of water from a bamboo tube. Then the bamboo tube disappeared. The bamboo tube suddenly disappeared!

Like thunder and lightning, he froze, eyes widened, looking for where the bamboo tube was? No, this girl is thin and small, and her clothes fit her well, so she can't hide them in such a big bamboo tube.

What is going on? Is this girl a demon or a monster?

Thoughts were swirling in my heart, and I thought for a moment that Huang Jueguan's Zhang Xianren was said to be able to catch monsters, so he came to take her in.

For a moment, he thought about whether she was a demon or a ghost. If he was reborn because of her, she might be able to help him get revenge.

After squinting his eyes and thinking about it, his eyelids sank uncontrollably because the soup contained the soothing Ganoderma lucidum. In a daze, Yin Ling came over again carrying the soup bowl, smiling, "Master Hou, please let me go." I will serve you well tonight."

"Get out! Serve your mother!" Gu Jingzhi shouted in his sleep.

Damn it, the second master is having a nightmare. Caiwei got up impatiently, went to the bed and touched his head. The Internet said that dreaming and snoring can be interrupted by touching him.

If he touched his forehead and was caught, he could pretend to be to see if the second master had a fever, but he didn't dare to touch anywhere else. The silver bell he carried out was beaten like that, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Muxiang glanced at him and smacked her lips. She was heartbroken just thinking about it. Shivering.

He touched his forehead with his right hand and was about to take it off, but at this moment Gu Jingzhi's hand grabbed it and held it tightly without letting go.

Damn it! Pedophilia! Perverted pervert! Caiwei cursed in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. Just hold on, and a piece of meat wouldn't fall off. Maybe there would be a reward tomorrow.